Silver Bullet to the Heart

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Semananti turned, a snarl on her face as the scent of another reached her nostrils. She froze, not a voice, a female in heat. Nothing to worry about considering she herself was able of taking such a challenge. She had killed larger and more powerful wolves before. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that though, she preferred to have no blood on her paws unless assigned to have such. "Your name?" She asked calmly, her eyes held a twinge of curiosity, her ears still perked. The heat scent on the female made her think one thing, it was that they were both in the same boat. No scent of pack on her, they were just two lone wolves in heat, avoiding males.


Her fur remained flat on her back, her stance made it apparent that she was alert to all outside noises and surroundings, she would not be tricked, and so a response she waited for. Her mind rushed with thoughts of her past, the situations she had been in when times were worse, and when times were better. The color of her fur, the icy blue eyes, it reminded her of one of the huntress' she had traveled with. The situation reminded her of when she had first met her friend Damayanti. She had snuck up on Sema, and then invited her to the group after talking for a while. To be honest, Semananti now wished she had said no.


Damay had betrayed them all, after the wolf had been like a sister to her. The woman had fallen in love, and Semananti feared that without the group she once traveled with, the same fate would fall upon her. Help me Artemis, help me. She prayed, staying alert, careful of what she would say next.


? Becuffin from Ruins of Wildwood